El Rancho del Corazón
39 Happy Birthday
I WAS GOBSMACKED. It was my nineteenth birthday and I completely forgot it.
My casa didn’t.
My clan didn’t.
“Josh! Cassie!” I said when I saw them in front of everyone. I hugged them and when I finished, Mary stepped into my arms and kissed me fervently.
“Happy birthday, Brian!” she said.
“I can’t believe this. How did you…? Sarah! How did you get here all the way from Oberlin?”
“I took the day off,” she said as she stepped into my arms and kissed me. Oh crap! I’m going to cry.
“I hope you’ve got a kiss left for me,” Nikki said.
“No! You didn’t! How could you get here? It’s like 900 miles.”
“I’m cutting class today and Monday. I rode like hell when I got out yesterday and then left at dawn this morning from Bumfuck, Pennsylvania.” She kissed me. Then it was all the rest of my cónyuge and compañera. Then all the local casas. Mary was the only high schooler, but everyone else was there. Damn it! I was definitely leaking tears as they all sang to me and stepped up to give me hugs, handshakes, and kisses. A fire was going in the fireplace and the counter was lined up with dishes contributed by everyone. I wasn’t even allowed to serve myself. My hearthmates and friends—at least all the girls in all four casas—each put one serving of something or another on a plate and brought it to me where I was seated in front of the fireplace. She would sit on my lap and feed me what was on her plate and then she’d get up and someone else would take her place. Everything was ‘your majesty this’ and ‘your highness that.’
“I know this crown fit when we made it,” Lionel laughed as he put a paper crown on my head from Burger King. It tore. “I think his head is getting bigger.”
“The taster has approved this wine, your majesty,” Carl laughed as he handed me a glass. I almost spit it out when I realized it really was wine. I guess Lamar or Elaine or Renee must have picked some up. Maybe all of them.
“I already wiggled on this lap, once,” Hannah giggled. “Apparently, it wasn’t enough to keep things under control.” She wiggled around a little more as she fed me a deviled egg. I stroked up the inside of her leg under her skirt. “You’re going to either get stung by the bees or find the right kind of honey if you keep that up.” She wiggled again and stood up smoothing down her skirt. Nikki crawled into my lap and began feeding me from a small bowl of chili.
“I’ve been thinking, Brian,” she said as she dipped a little of the chili onto a corn chip. “I think I might like sex. I didn’t like it the first time I tried it a few years ago, but the last time it was pretty good. I’m kind of hoping I can try it again before I have to leave Sunday. You know, just in the interest of scientific investigation. Okay?”
“Who did you want to try it with?” I asked. I slipped a hand beneath her T-shirt, not as far as her breasts, but just to touch her bare tummy. She smashed the chip into my face and we started laughing.
“Clean-up on aisle seven!” she called out.
“Aw, Nicolette!” Jennifer called back. “You weren’t supposed to make him come yet!”
“That’s all I am, is the janitor,” Sandy said as she perched on my lap with a damp washcloth and washed my face. She still kept wiggling on my very erect cock, though. “I was told to make absolutely sure I got all the chili off your face,” she said. “Hold still.” Her method of checking was to carefully lick all around and in my mouth. “I might have to call Doreen to check my work. She’s my supervisor.”
And, indeed, Doreen showed up to check. Before the party was over, twenty girls had ground themselves into my lap while feeding or cleaning me. The five guys had all served a drink or tended the fire. Lamar had even carried Renee to me with some ice cream and perched her on my lap. Let’s just say that Renee’s method of feeding me ice cream was an experience all to itself. It involved a lot of licking spilled drops off of lips and exposed skin. It wasn’t quite R-rated, but it did nothing to relax my condition.
“That’s only the second surprise birthday party I’ve ever had,” I said as Whitney and Liz escorted me to the stairs. “The first one was when everyone was mad at me and didn’t speak to me until they showed up for my party.”
“I could have killed them,” Whitney said. “But what could I do? Solidarity and all that.”
Everyone had left because we still all had to get up in the morning and tape two shows tomorrow. I was allowed to walk through the kitchen so I could see that everything had been cleaned up and prepared for tomorrow. The last thing I heard before the other casas left was Whitney telling them all there would be no forms at six-thirty in the morning. We were taking a day off ‘so Brian can sleep in and recover.’ I wondered what I was going to be recovering from.
“Josh went with the other guys to cruise the campus hotspots tonight,” Liz said. “They’ve all left their women to entertain each other. I pity poor Sugar. She might get overwhelmed by some of those girls!”
“I can only imagine,” I said.
“Not really,” Whitney said. She stepped aside at the top of the stairs. The room had been redone. How the heck they manage to do this stuff is beyond me.
We hadn’t had a real ‘setting’ since we dismantled the harem tent. In front of me was a royal boudoir. It covered the entire end of the room with a huge bed in the middle against the wall. They’d put some kind of cutout headboard behind it with a golden crown. Upstairs didn’t have the high ceilings that downstairs had, but they were still high enough for them to have draped a canopy over the head of the bed. Artfully displayed on and around the bed were eleven naked teens. I was gawking while Liz and Whitney undressed me. Then they joined the naked beauties in their birthday suits.
“Happy birthday, your majesty,” the girls chorused.
“I might die,” I sighed. “But what a way to go.” I approached the bed and was seated at the head. I think they had every pillow we all owned piled against the fake headboard and they were all covered in satin cases. As soon as I was positioned, with a lot of touching and kissing, they adjusted my ‘scepter,’ and made sure I was comfortable. Then they circled around the foot of the bed facing me.
“We kept to the rules,” Rose said. “No one bought you any presents. But we wanted to make this a special occasion because we all needed to cut loose. So, we figured we’d arrange a little audience with the king for a night in his private chamber.”
“And nobody likes to get spanked on his birthday,” Jennifer said. She grinned at me. “Doreen said you tried to give her twenty-one orgasms on her twenty-first birthday, but we thought you might get too dehydrated and it would take us a couple days to give you nineteen orgasms.”
“Blowjobs, though,” Nikki said. “Nineteen blowjobs on your nineteenth birthday. That has a nice sound to it.” Oh God! Now I know I’ll die.
“But there are only thirteen of us in Casa del Fuego. Josh wouldn’t play,” Mary said. “He said you wouldn’t appreciate that.”
“We had to call for reinforcements,” Elaine said. The girls parted and Renee, Sugar, Brenda, Louise, Doreen, Rhiannon, and Sandy stepped up to take their places in the semi-circle. I was a goner. My scepter was glazing over with the amount of pre leaking out.
“When the king saw Esther, the queen, standing in the court,” Cassie quoted, “He held out the golden scepter in his hand.” She was apparently the one chosen to start the birthday blowjobs because she was crawling toward me from the foot of the bed. “Esther drew near and touched the tip of his scepter.” I wasn’t going to correct her quotation. I hadn’t considered that passage to be quite so sexy when I’d memorized it. Cassie crawled between my legs and kissed the tip of my cock. She pulled up to look at me and a thread of pre-come stretched from her lips to my cock. “If it please your majesty…” she said. She dipped her head and engulfed my cock. Apparently my nineteen blowjobs weren’t going to be a quick and simple on and off. Cassie spent enough time to make sure I knew it was really a blowjob.
“I don’t know if I can last through nineteen of those,” I said as she crawled up beside me and kissed me. Touching Cassie like this was a rare privilege and I caressed her as she sat beside me and cuddled. Doreen was crawling up between my legs.
“Twenty,” she said. “We couldn’t leave anyone out, so we figured we’d add one to grow on.” Her head went down and my cock went in. Exquisite. Pure Nirvana. She crawled to my other side and kissed me as Brenda crawled toward me. “You don’t have to last all through them,” Doreen said. “You can come whenever and as often as you want.” Brenda swallowed me whole. I don’t know how she gets me so deep in her throat, but she even managed to stick her tongue out and lick my balls. Cassie moved aside and Brenda took her place to kiss me.
And so it went.
Sounds dismissive, but my senses were completely overloaded. There were always two girls next to me, encouraging me to kiss and to touch them. And there was always one girl with her mouth on my cock. The first time I came, Renee was sucking me. We hadn’t been in such an intimate position since her graduation day and at that time, I was still under the no skin-to-skin genital contact rule.
“I win,” she whispered as she replaced Jennifer and Brenda. They both moved away leaving me with just Renee as she dragged her skin all the way up my body until she was sitting on my chest.
“What did you win?” I asked.
“The first girl orgasm at your hands, or tongue, as you wish,” she giggled. There seemed to be no question in her mind as to what I’d wish and my tongue found her smooth pussy and engorged clit as she pulled my hands up to hold her breasts. She rode me to the finish line, kissed me soundly, and moved away. “I want you, you know,” she whispered. “I want you to fill my pussy with your cock and come in me while I’m reliving every moment of our last time together.”
The first pair of orgasms seemed to cue a refueling. I was given water, an opportunity to use the bathroom, and several kisses. Rose washed my mouth and my cock gently and I was at more than half-mast when she started sucking me up to full rigidity for the next flight of girls.
“Um… Brian?” Sandy said, looking up at me with her big brown eyes. She kept looking down at my cock and then up in my eyes.
“You don’t have to do this, Sandy. No matter what games we are playing, no one has to participate or should feel pressured,” I said.
“It’s not that. I want to and I got permission from everyone! Except you. I don’t want you to think I’m not following the rules,” she said. “May I give you head, Brian?”
“My God, Sandy. You are really sweet. I give you explicit permission to give me head,” I laughed. Everybody else laughed, too. She started to move her face to my cock and then looked up again.
“There’s one other thing,” she said. “I kind of like to kiss a guy before I give him a blowjob. May I kiss you, Brian?” I held out my arms and she jumped to my face, pressing my rigid cock between our bodies, and did her best to prove to me that Renee was not the single greatest kisser in the world. “I give you explicit permission to come in my mouth,” she whispered. “Please.” Then she kissed her way down my torso. It didn’t take long.
“I win,” Sarah said as she crawled up to me. Hannah and Rhiannon slipped away from the positions beside me. I’d had nineteen blow jobs and came three times. I wasn’t sure there were any prizes left.
“What do you win, sweetheart?” I whispered. “I’m not much of a prize at the moment.”
“They didn’t leave much, did they?” she giggled. “But I’m the ‘one to grow on.’ I get you for the rest of the night and when you grow, I don’t have to suck you. I can tuck you right where it will do me the most good.”
“Would it do you good somewhere?” I asked. I pushed back her hair and kissed her nose. The more I thought about it, she didn’t really remind me of Hannah now at all. They’d become very different young women. I stroked down her chin and kissed her lips. She snuggled closer to me when I squeezed her breast and then continued down to pet across her hip and over her bum.
“Nikki and I have to leave first thing Sunday in order to get back to school. We drew straws and I get tonight. If I were you, I’d watch out for an ambush sometime tomorrow!” She kissed my chest beneath my collarbone.
That was the position I woke up in Saturday morning. And from that position, we made love, skipping forms and barely making it downstairs before the crew arrived to start our Saturday filming.
“It seems like there are even more people here than the last time we came out to shoot,” Cathy said as we got her miked.
“The whole casa came home for Brian’s birthday,” Hannah said.
“The whole…? You mean there are more of you than what live here?” Dawn said. The other sorority sisters were standing nearby and were practically leaning in to hear, like one of those brokerage commercials.
“You guys are fishing,” I said, a little disgusted with the whole thing. I was sure they were just hoping for some good gossip. I caught Rose’s eye and she grinned and nodded to me. “Take notes. I’m only going to run through this once. We are the Clan of the Heart. There are four casas here in Bloomington, three of which are here on El Rancho del Corazón. Casa del Fuego, here in the barn, has thirteen women and two men. Nine of us live here full-time and Elaine gets here most weekends, but she’ll be gone the rest of the month since she’s in rehearsals for Massenet’s Manon at UIndy. Three others have stayed in Mishawaka this year. Sarah is at Oberlin and Nikki is at Brown. They all came home for the weekend to celebrate my nineteenth birthday. Casa del Agua live in the left part of the bunkhouse. Resident here are one man and three women. A second man and a fourth woman are still in high school up in Mishawaka. Casa de la Tierra live in the right part of the bunkhouse. Resident here are two women and a man. They have two women and two men still in high school in Mishawaka. Casa del Sol live mostly in an apartment just off campus. Two men and a woman. Another woman lives in the Kappa chapter house. Another man and woman are still in high school. In addition to that, there are two men and a woman, who belong to the clan at large, who are on a road trip taking one to Washington State University. The other two have decided to stick around that area for a while. And finally, there are another man and two women who are members at large and are still in high school. That makes a total of thirty-nine in the clan, but we count it as forty because one member was murdered when she was a junior in high school. I hope somebody wrote all that down, because none of us are going to answer any more questions about it, nor are we going to go into who sleeps with whom. Now can we start shooting?”
I could see different members of the sorority mouthing words like ‘forty’ and ‘murdered’ as we got everyone in position and Lonnie’s crew set up the opening scene. We were off and running.
We had a couple special settings since we were filming our Thanksgiving special. It seemed odd to have to cook an entire Thanksgiving dinner the first weekend in October. But we finally got everyone seated at the table. The second turkey, roasting in the lower oven all morning, was brought out on a serving platter and I carved it at the table. Just before I served the first slice, I said, “Just remember girlfriend: No matter what, I still love you.”
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